The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1869 Before the resurrection, how did we know each other?
Like a hook, Zong Zhengyu who caught it was in a state of confusion and distracted.

I can't wait to grab the messy strands of hair and the owner of the strands of hair.

"You didn't say you were with me."

"Why are you still playing with your temper and getting upset?"

"No." Zong Zhengyu whispered hoarsely, "I'm not unhappy."

"That's..." Feng Canglan's eyes fell on his almost bleeding earlobe, and the corners of his lips curled up.

Possession bowed his head and kissed lightly.

Zongzheng Yufeng's eyes were slightly darkened.

"I'm sorry."

"How long have you been together?"

"Or the first time I was the main force..."

"Lan'er." Zong Zhengyu turned around suddenly, scolding Feng Canglan for what he hadn't finished speaking.

The outline is clear, and there is an indescribable expression under the handsome sword eyebrows.

Feng Canglan smiled softly, holding Zong Zhengyu's chin with both hands and kissing gently.

At this time, silence is better than sound, and all Zong Zhengyu's discomfort slowly faded away in the kiss.

"Okay."

"There is no distinction between you and me."

"Don't feel embarrassed." Feng Canglan kissed again after speaking.

His eyes are full of tenderness and sweetness.

"I don't feel embarrassed."

Zong Zhengyu slightly avoided his sight, and his voice was so soft that he couldn't hear it.

"Ah."

Feng Canglan followed the trend and didn't say anything else.

"By the way, I want to ask you something."

Zong Zhengyu turned his gaze, as if he was waiting for Feng Canglan to speak.

"You resurrected me by sacrificing the blood of the common people, and we knew each other before the resurrection."

"How did we meet?"

"And how did I die?" She suppressed her voice, making it extremely soft.

The moment Zong Zhengyu heard the question, he instinctively avoided it.

Seeing what the other person meant, Feng Canglan held his cheeks and forced him to look at her, "Yuyu, just tell me."

"You can't just remember, I can't remember."

"Otherwise, it would be unfair to you."

"Tell me."

Seeing that Zong Zhengyu didn't waver, Feng Canglan kissed madly for a while. He kissed without saying a word, asked and kissed again.

"Yuyu, are you okay?"

"Lan'er."

Zong Zhengyu said in a hoarse voice, "That period was not very good, Lan'er doesn't remember the best."

"Let the past go, don't think about it anymore."

Zong Zhengyu resisted so much, Feng Canglan had no choice but to give up.

"Another day has passed, where are we going today!"

"Go ahead and go shopping."

Feng Canglan put on all the clothes automatically, "Actually, I quite like this lively atmosphere."

"There are many people, and it is lively."

"Just look at it and be happy."

"it is good."

Zong Zhengyu stood up slowly, even though he looked a little embarrassed, he was not embarrassed at all.

Feng Canglan passed quickly, dressed a little bit thoughtfully, and saved trouble directly without using magic tricks.

Tie it up little by little, Feng Canglan glanced at it meaningfully, "I will put on the clothes I took off myself."

This sentence was what Zong Zhengyu once said to her.

It has now been returned intact.

Really, the wind and water turns.

Zong Zhengyu looked down at Feng Canglan who was serious but with a teasing smile, his eyes were helpless but brimming with happiness.

"From beginning to end, excellent."

"Really?"

Dress him up.

Zong Zhengyu instantly returned to a clean and jade-like appearance, and his whole body in the green clothes gave off a sense of warmth.

Just like a gentleman like jade, gentle and elegant.

Of course, the premise is to ignore the ambiguous red mark on the neck.

Seeing the red marks, Feng Canglan put his hands on Zong Zhengyu's shoulders, leaned over and bit his neck lightly...

(End of this chapter)